Qiankun Gourd

The disciples below and those passing by suddenly heard bursts of shrill screams. They were all startled and looked at each other, with an ominous premonition in their hearts.

“Ah…! Ah…! Ah…!”

The screams came one after another, like the most ominous notes in the night sky, making people tremble with fear. Before the disciples flying nearby could react, they also screamed, and then turned into a blood mist and dissipated in the air, without even a chance to call for help.

Whoohoo!

The entire mountain range seemed to be touched by an invisible force, and suddenly it shone with lights of various colors. The mountain protection formations were activated one after another, and the lights intertwined to form solid defense lines that enveloped the entire mountain range.

"There's someone in Gongshan, go and report to the elders!" A disciple who reacted quickly shouted, with a bit of panic and urgency in his voice.

Before he finished speaking, several old men in the Saint King Realm flew up from the mountain peak. Their figures streaked across the sky like meteors, and quickly flew towards the direction where the screams came from - Ye Feng.

Leading the group was a plump old man in a white robe. He had a kind face but sharp eyes, and exuded the cultivation of an eighth-level Saint King. His aura was powerful and steady.

Following closely behind him were a tall old man and a burly old man. One of them had the cultivation level of a seventh-level Saint Lord, and the other had the cultivation level of a sixth-level Saint Lord. Both were the backbones of the Golden Light Holy Sect. At this moment, they looked serious and their eyes were as sharp as torches.

"Why do you want to kill my disciple, fellow Daoist?" The slightly plump old man glared at Ye Feng, his tone full of questioning and unwillingness.

"Hmph, then why did you destroy the Dashan Holy Sect?" Ye Feng asked back bluntly. His voice was as cold as the wind, carrying endless chill and determination.

"What?" The slightly fat old man was stunned when he heard this, and then his face changed drastically, "You...it turned out to be you. It was you who killed our fifth junior brother and harmed thousands of disciples?"

"That's right, today I'm here to destroy your Golden Light Holy Sect!" Ye Feng laughed coldly, his eyes full of determination and murderous intent, "Just use whatever skills you have!"

"My fellow junior brothers, let's attack together!" said the plump old man, and with a gesture of magic in his hand, a huge golden space domain appeared, covering the surrounding space.

The tall old man and the burly old man also made hand gestures, and a green space field and a cyan space field appeared, complementing the golden space field, forming a series of powerful attack waves.

Three huge space areas swept towards Ye Feng rapidly, carrying the power to destroy the world.

"Looking for death!" Ye Feng smiled coldly and shot out three black and white lightning beams from his hand in succession. These lightning beams were like dragons emerging from the sea, carrying endless power and destructive force.

Bang bang bang!

Three black and white lightning bolts passed through the three spatial areas and instantly hit the three old men. Three loud noises were heard, and the three old men screamed and died on the spot.

Their Nascent Souls wanted to escape, but before they could get far, they were controlled by an invisible force and sent into the sacred beast ring on Ye Feng's finger, and handed over to his spirit beast Wangcai to enjoy.

When the disciples of the Golden Light Holy Sect saw this scene, their faces were filled with horror. They had never seen such a powerful enemy and had never imagined that their sect would suffer such a devastating disaster.

"From today on, the Jinguang Holy Sect will no longer exist. Will you leave on your own, or be buried with the Jinguang Holy Sect?" Ye Feng said coldly.

“Seniors, let’s…let’s go now, let’s go now…” Seeing that the situation was hopeless, the disciples of the Golden Light Holy Sect chose to flee.

Ye Feng stomped his feet slightly, and several protective formations shattered one after another. He stomped his feet again, and hundreds of peaks in the mountains below collapsed one after another, huge rocks rolled down, and dust flew.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Soon, the Golden Mountain Range was razed to the ground. Those disciples who ran fast might be able to escape, but those who ran slowly died tragically on the spot.

The news that the Jinguan Holy Sect was destroyed overnight spread quickly, frightening everyone in the major sects.

Especially those sects that have special relations with the Golden Light Holy Sect dared not show up in public, for they were worried that they would be implicated and become the next target of extermination.

However, even so, it could not escape Ye Feng's keen eyes.

Hundreds of sects related to the Golden Light Holy Sect were wiped out within a few days.

No one knows how many people died, but Ye Feng has never counted.

After Ye Feng completed what he wanted to do, he chose a mysterious mountain to practice in seclusion again.

Hundreds of years later, when his cultivation had reached the first-level Saint Emperor realm and Wangcai's cultivation had reached the eighth-level Saint Lord realm, they left the Saint Lord State.

He flew all the way north, passed through numerous obstacles, and finally arrived at the territory of Shengdi State.

Floating above the last mountain, Ye Feng waved his hand and a scroll flew out.

This scroll was the map to the heritage ruins that Chaos Supreme had given him that day.

After looking at the map carefully, he had an idea in his mind, and then he turned into a beam of light and flew towards the Holy Emperor Mountains a million miles away.

Half a day later he arrived above the Holy Emperor Mountains.

"I think that highest mountain must be the Holy Emperor Peak!" Ye Feng muttered to himself as he looked at a tall mountain far ahead.

Just when he was about to fly towards the Holy Emperor Peak, several figures flew towards him.

The leader was an old man in purple robes, exuding the aura of a third-order Saint Emperor.

"The Holy Emperor Peak belongs to our Unparalleled Holy Sect. Fellow Daoist, please leave quickly." The purple-robed old man said bluntly.

"What if I have to break in?" Ye Feng said coldly.

Although he was only at the first level of Saint Emperor realm, his strength was comparable to that of a fifth level Saint Emperor. Naturally, he did not take the purple-robed old man seriously.

"Fellow Daoist, why don't you try it and you will know?" The purple-robed old man laughed coldly, with a hint of disdain on his face.

"Okay, then I'll try it!"

Ye Feng made a hand gesture and a nine-colored space domain appeared. At the same time, a huge Wuji Bagua appeared behind him, flashing with mysterious light.

The nine-colored space field swept towards the purple-robed old man.

"A mere first-level Saint Emperor dares to show off his skills in front of me!" The purple-robed old man was not flustered when seeing this. He cast a spell in his hand and a purple light of several thickness shot out.

The purple light instantly hit the nine-color space field, and there was a sound of explosion.

However, surprisingly, a powerful force instantly shattered the purple light.

"What, how is that possible?"

At this time, the old man in purple robe realized that something was wrong. He quickly made hand gestures and a purple space domain appeared.